Deep in these halls, bound in flesh and teeth,

Lies the Book of the Dead, hidden beneath

You want to purge this cursed tome

But I feed it spirits… it guards my home

Shelves that grow, floors that quake

Books crash down with every step you take

Something moves at the edge of your sight

Darkness flees as you shine your light

You think it’s a game, but I set the rules

Every turn you take, can end you fools

The books are alive, the halls are my stages

Leave here now, or be added to my pages

Candles flicker as you scramble near

Groaning books that feed off fear

Another opens, a wraith breaks free

Exit now, or you're staying with me

You dive, you duck, as the stacks collide

Stories unfold, the phantoms glide

Each foe you face is fresh from my collection

And soon we will add you to our history section

You think it’s a game, but I set the rules

Every turn you take, can end you fools

The books are alive, the halls are my stages

Leave here now, or be added to my pages

There it sits, the book you crave

You reach, it watches… you must be brave

Its skin twists as its teeth contort

An unsettling grin as your time's cut short

You snatch the tome, hands on the prize

The cursed book flashes, blinding your eyes

You hear the halls scream as you regain vision

The spirits rushing out from their hardback prisons

You hide in fear as phantoms rise

I watch, amused… a glint in my eyes

You think you've won

You barely survived

So I'll leave unnoticed

It's not my time

Take the book. It’s overdue… and so are you